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A farmer was sitting on the front porch of his house this one hot summer
day, when this kid comes walking down the road carrying a big bundle of
wire. "Hey kid!" the farmer says. "Where ya goin' with that-there wire?"
"Well," the kid drawls, "this here ain't just any ol' wire, mister,
this-here's chicken wire, and I'm fixin' to ketch me some chickens!"

"You cain't ketch chickens with chicken wire!", says the farmer. "Why, sure
I can!" the kid says, and takes off down the road. He comes back at the end
of the day, and sure enough, he's got a whole mess of chickens caught up in
his chicken wire.

Well, the farmer's sitting on his porch the next day, and the same kid
comes walking down the lane, carrying a big roll of tape. "Hey kid!" the
farmer yells. "Where ya goin' with that tape?" "Well, this here ain't just
any ol' tape, this-here's duck tape -- I'm fixin' to ketch me some ducks!"

"You cain't ketch ducks with duck tape!" the farmer yells back. "Sure I
can!" the kid says, and takes off down the road. He comes back at the end
of the day, and once again the farmer can't believe his eyes: the kid had a
whole bunch of ducks all wrapped up tight in his tape.

The next day the farmer's sitting on his porch again, and the kid comes
walking down the road carrying a stick. "Hey kid!" the farmer says. "Where
ya goin' with that stick?" "Well, this here ain't just any old stick,
this-here's pussy willow." "Hang on there, boy," says the farmer after a
moment's pause, "I'm gonna get my hat."